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“All I desire is a husband who can sit pretty on the throne beside me and keep his mouth shut while I rule. You don’t fit the criteria, Killian. I am not looking for a warrior.”

“When the men at court point their swords at your neck princess, you’ll need a warrior by your side instead of a puppet. You won’t be able to get rid of me so easily Amelia. Not when I have made up my mind to have you.”

“I am not something for you to simply have Killian.”

“Aren’t you? The men out there seem to be putting a good price on your future. Become my wife and I will become your weapon. I will make sure this throne belongs to you.”

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Fancy tiaras and dresses never interested Amelia Blackwell, current princess of the Backwell castle. It had always been the throne in the middle of the court that caught her eyes. The throne was the only thing she ever desired but the men in her life reminded her of how it would never belong to a princess. 

When talks of her marriage flood the castle and news that her father wishes to make her cousin Fraser Adams his heir, Amelia takes matters into her own hands. She sets off to find her own husband and plots to take the throne.

Meeting the king of the north Killian Bune doesn’t make her life any easier. Along her way she finds love, betrayal, death, envy, and more as she tries to become queen. 

“I promise you, this throne will belong to me.”
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The Throne Is Mine

"It is finished. Drink this, and don't let a single drop spill. It was hard to make it," Sybil said, handing Amelia a wooden spoon with the potion she brewed.

"Wait. You said the other potion fell on her. Why does she have to drink this one?" Killian asked before Amelia could try taking a sip.

Sybil scratched the back of her head. "Fine, just throw it on your body. It should work the same way. I'll get to pick the pieces of snake skin off of you."

Sybil didn't see why the snake she killed should go to waste if Amelia wasn't going to drink the potion.

Amelia felt more nervous to see that Sybil had forgotten she wouldn't need to drink it. "On second thought, I prefer Killian putting me to sleep. For the last few nights, I've been able to sleep on my own. So," she said, pushing the spoon away.

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